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Nil (played by Riik) "A delightful pile of. . . goo? I am unsure, but their transformative nature is impressive. I should like to see them again and ask them more about their kind." 
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O'pharoth (played by Screechening) || September 2 2024, 11:38am
"Interesting..."
A deep voice mused.
The hulking alien walked towards the merman with both arms behind his back.
O'pharoth didn't stop until he was right up in Apollon's face. He leaned forward, looking down at the merman – who was already fairly tall, but this crimson alien practically towered over him.
"I don't normally keep items on my person. But I took this off a tiny friend of mine."
Before he could say anything else, he pulled out one hand to reveal a pixel heart sticker. But he never handed it to him – instead, he peeled it apart and simply stuck it on Apollyon's face. Just smack dabbed in middle of it – where his nose would've been.
"There, now you have a nose." O'pharoth said in a near mocking, but chipper tone. If he had any facial features of his own, he would've been smiling innocently.
"Just kidding, you can take this instead."
O'pharoth leaned back to reach into his chest... to quite literally, pull out a keychain from his body. Thankfully, there was no residue of any kind on it. The item seemed like it came out of him like he was made of clay. But one shouldn't think too hard about that. Not unless they wanted to get an answer no one would like.
Upon closer inspection, the keychain that dangled in his clawed hands was a small pixel sword made of metal. Clearly, it didn't belong to the alien and had most likely came from his 'friend' as well."
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Apollyon (played by Samiakki) || September 8 2024, 2:35pm
Before the merman could continue, he had a little sticker of some sort of human - or perhaps even alien - glyph attached to his face. A hand raised, reaching towards where the sticker would start to grow damp upon meeting his flesh. His mouth opened, sharp teeth agape for a moment. He was more perplexed than offended, unsure of how to respond to such a thing.
Eyes concealed by the thick armor of his face-plating focused on the taller creature, resting there for a moment.
"It might do better to have one for yourself," he mused, peeling off the sticker. "The skin of merfolk is too damp and delicate for anything to stay, attached or otherwise. It is why you would never see us with tattoos."
Despite the declaration of delicateness, it didn't seem to affect Apollyon too badly, especially giving the plating he had in some places. Namely, where his face was concerned.
He toyed with the sticker in her fingers, considering the nature of its appearance, before just catching the sight of the alien creature pulling a small object from its chest. Apollyon was steeled against unsanitary conditions, having fought on the front lines for the Sea Kingdom before, but he subconsciously sneered at the gesture.
"Oh," was all he managed to say as he collected the tiny keychain. "It is a. . . little sword?"
An octopod arm extended to give an exploratory grasp of the little object, recoiling as it tasted something akin to nickel. The concept of pixels was a foreign one to him, given he knew nothing electronic in nature to reference. This 'Mine of Crafts' was not something he knew of, or perhaps could even grasp.
"Is your tiny friend a warrior, perhaps?" He eyed the pixel sword in his hand, watching it swing from its chain.
Pensively, he decided that his tiny friend would probably want it back eventually."
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